And the sun don’t shine anymore. . . . and the rains fall down on my door . . . . . . . it makes no difference
Read ‘em and weep! . . . . . . that I never felt so alone before . . . . .
Check out the intro about being so poor they had these long overcoats to go shoplifting things to add to loves bread!
If ever there was a band that paid their dues . . . . . . . . check Garth on sax and also check out Robbie on guitar here!
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